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Still no support. The number would still be pretty damn meaningless.
Well, there is a saying about getting rich when a random bird happens to shit on you...
(Though indeed, luck seems to be one of things the definition of which seems to vary greatly from person to person.)
That seems to be the thing with clothes... The more you seem to care about not getting anything on said garment and the more special the occasion has to be for it to be brought out, the more likely it is that something will happen to it. (If you think more carefully, you realize things vaguely like that in the purely mechanical happen usually too, but those things aren't exactly memorable. Quite some years ago now, I happened to witness something mildly similar - I was talking to the person at the time -, but not at a wedding, or any too significant event, just in front of a mall where we and our group were waiting for the bus, and he was not wearing anything more significant than a rain jacket ... but that's something I'd never have had the reason to dig up from my memory if there was not some resemblance. People just stand in the wrong places every now and then, and birds or their byproducts aren't exactly uncommon (ask any car).)
...I sometimes wear those business-jacket-things (whatever you classify those as - one is actual women's suit jacket, one I don't even know what tries to be as it's definitely not the material you'd expect for something formal, and so on and so forth...) - not at home but for when I just haven't bothered to change clothes yet, but quite often when I have to go out for semi-official reasons, especially if I have to actually talk in front of the people (most of said people couldn't care less what I wore, so I could just stick to my typical jeans and T-shirt and it'd make no difference, but I suppose something or other of societal expectations has stuck around and throwing a jacket on in addition isn't that much of an extra effort). During university I used to do occasionally wear something like that just because, at other times being fully casual (there were actually a surprising number of people - both men and women - who wore suits daily, whereas the rest seemingly just showed up wearing whatever they had had on at home). In the end, I tend to quite often show up to formal events in clothing that I wear anyway.
For the most glamorous events, I'll, however, put on a black dress - yes, I do actually wear dresses and skirts, if rarely, though not really casually, as those simply get in the way of sitting and even walking a bit too much for my tastes. (I also wear jewelry, mainly silver and black silver - rings on my right hand, earrings, necklace, more rarely bracelets -, and that on daily basis. What I never do, though, is wear makeup, and not because I don't bother to put it on - leaving the looks-debate aside, it just has this rather distinctly unpleasant stale smell and furthermore I can't really not absentmindedly wipe the damn dust and muck off my face. If I somehow manage to keep it from traveling onto my sleeve, I'll soon want to run my fingernails over my face just to get it off. Also, the right side of your nose itches now. As does a spot on your left cheekbone, and one above your right eyebrow. And the left corner of your mouth. And then a couple more random places all over your face. And you think you might have somehow gotten some dust in your eye...)
But I am digressing. In any case, nothing has ever happened to either the black dress or the likewise black formal jackets, though there certainly have been plenty of opportunities and plenty of things show quite well on black, too. The one time I decide to wear a fairly expensive light-colored skirt gifted to me to an event with rather strictly upper-end dresscode, though? I somehow manage to get something on it not sure when or what) which I am now quite certain cannot be removed without melting the fabric. Naturally. I guess I should take the hint and stick to black formal clothing as the world doesn't want me displaying any other color on those occasions ... either that, or whatever deity is responsible for such coincidences has long given up on trying to watch me when I am wearing something black and formal because I do it anyway. (Though, my white pants seemed to survive the few events I've attended them quite fine ... I suppose there really is no sense in trying to make up a logic.)
- The first thing I thought of when I saw suits mentioned, though, was that any person wearing such here on what is now yesterday would probably risked heatstroke or worse, given that the weather here has decided that I'm now living in Spain. I actually took a cold shower a couple of times, and then sat around trying not to water damage keyboards and hoping that my own long hair, being wet, would keep me cooler for at least for a while. (Helped, too, but only for about twenty minutes at a time. Actually dried off that quickly...) I even considered moving my main working station downstairs, but in the end decided that migrating the entire setup would be a bit more trouble than it's worth. Ah well, at least it is night now, and back to what can be described as reasonable T-shirt weather. At 3 AM.
(But I shall go to sleep now and cease my rambling. Probably sleep in the guest room, since my usual bedroom faces east-south-east...)
@The New Yorker: Would you prefer a scene set up for your character, or would you like to introduce him yourself (provided Jack's not asked you in PM or you him)?
(Though indeed, luck seems to be one of things the definition of which seems to vary greatly from person to person.)
That seems to be the thing with clothes... The more you seem to care about not getting anything on said garment and the more special the occasion has to be for it to be brought out, the more likely it is that something will happen to it. (If you think more carefully, you realize things vaguely like that in the purely mechanical happen usually too, but those things aren't exactly memorable. Quite some years ago now, I happened to witness something mildly similar - I was talking to the person at the time -, but not at a wedding, or any too significant event, just in front of a mall where we and our group were waiting for the bus, and he was not wearing anything more significant than a rain jacket ... but that's something I'd never have had the reason to dig up from my memory if there was not some resemblance. People just stand in the wrong places every now and then, and birds or their byproducts aren't exactly uncommon (ask any car).)
...I sometimes wear those business-jacket-things (whatever you classify those as - one is actual women's suit jacket, one I don't even know what tries to be as it's definitely not the material you'd expect for something formal, and so on and so forth...) - not at home but for when I just haven't bothered to change clothes yet, but quite often when I have to go out for semi-official reasons, especially if I have to actually talk in front of the people (most of said people couldn't care less what I wore, so I could just stick to my typical jeans and T-shirt and it'd make no difference, but I suppose something or other of societal expectations has stuck around and throwing a jacket on in addition isn't that much of an extra effort). During university I used to do occasionally wear something like that just because, at other times being fully casual (there were actually a surprising number of people - both men and women - who wore suits daily, whereas the rest seemingly just showed up wearing whatever they had had on at home). In the end, I tend to quite often show up to formal events in clothing that I wear anyway.
For the most glamorous events, I'll, however, put on a black dress - yes, I do actually wear dresses and skirts, if rarely, though not really casually, as those simply get in the way of sitting and even walking a bit too much for my tastes. (I also wear jewelry, mainly silver and black silver - rings on my right hand, earrings, necklace, more rarely bracelets -, and that on daily basis. What I never do, though, is wear makeup, and not because I don't bother to put it on - leaving the looks-debate aside, it just has this rather distinctly unpleasant stale smell and furthermore I can't really not absentmindedly wipe the damn dust and muck off my face. If I somehow manage to keep it from traveling onto my sleeve, I'll soon want to run my fingernails over my face just to get it off. Also, the right side of your nose itches now. As does a spot on your left cheekbone, and one above your right eyebrow. And the left corner of your mouth. And then a couple more random places all over your face. And you think you might have somehow gotten some dust in your eye...)
But I am digressing. In any case, nothing has ever happened to either the black dress or the likewise black formal jackets, though there certainly have been plenty of opportunities and plenty of things show quite well on black, too. The one time I decide to wear a fairly expensive light-colored skirt gifted to me to an event with rather strictly upper-end dresscode, though? I somehow manage to get something on it not sure when or what) which I am now quite certain cannot be removed without melting the fabric. Naturally. I guess I should take the hint and stick to black formal clothing as the world doesn't want me displaying any other color on those occasions ... either that, or whatever deity is responsible for such coincidences has long given up on trying to watch me when I am wearing something black and formal because I do it anyway. (Though, my white pants seemed to survive the few events I've attended them quite fine ... I suppose there really is no sense in trying to make up a logic.)
- The first thing I thought of when I saw suits mentioned, though, was that any person wearing such here on what is now yesterday would probably risked heatstroke or worse, given that the weather here has decided that I'm now living in Spain. I actually took a cold shower a couple of times, and then sat around trying not to water damage keyboards and hoping that my own long hair, being wet, would keep me cooler for at least for a while. (Helped, too, but only for about twenty minutes at a time. Actually dried off that quickly...) I even considered moving my main working station downstairs, but in the end decided that migrating the entire setup would be a bit more trouble than it's worth. Ah well, at least it is night now, and back to what can be described as reasonable T-shirt weather. At 3 AM.
(But I shall go to sleep now and cease my rambling. Probably sleep in the guest room, since my usual bedroom faces east-south-east...)
@The New Yorker: Would you prefer a scene set up for your character, or would you like to introduce him yourself (provided Jack's not asked you in PM or you him)?
I suppose it makes it my turn now. Will get a post here second to next, and the first is mostly written (just collaborative on nature, and hence just not only the matter of me finishing it up). Probably not today or tomorrow, though - I've enough things to last me at least through the weekend, and most of those things have to do with sitting behind a computer and typing.
If you have any boxes that need to be moved, logs to be split (I actually do know to handle an axe myself - my parents' house predominantly used wood for heating, and the logs were mine to stack and otherwise take care of back when I was still living at my parents' house ... I much preferred to doing work inside the house, too), ground to be dug, or some other heavier physical activity you need done, then I'd gladly do it once I call it a day as far as work goes. (See: things I do requiring sitting behind computer and typing. After a while, motoric uneasiness kicks in, and that can be mildly annoying...)
If you have any boxes that need to be moved, logs to be split (I actually do know to handle an axe myself - my parents' house predominantly used wood for heating, and the logs were mine to stack and otherwise take care of back when I was still living at my parents' house ... I much preferred to doing work inside the house, too), ground to be dug, or some other heavier physical activity you need done, then I'd gladly do it once I call it a day as far as work goes. (See: things I do requiring sitting behind computer and typing. After a while, motoric uneasiness kicks in, and that can be mildly annoying...)
The main group is in Zerul and on way to the city by the same name (currently at last stop before Zerul City, just to pick a couple of individuals up), the people they're going to meet up are in Zerul City. I'd say Zerul City would be the best place to put Gregory in (he'd most likely be seeing the rest of the people "tomorrow" morning).
(Hmm... Once I get that other half of my post up, I assume it'd be Jack's turn with Jaelnec and Olan? Also this week has been a bit ... busy, to say the least.)
(Hmm... Once I get that other half of my post up, I assume it'd be Jack's turn with Jaelnec and Olan? Also this week has been a bit ... busy, to say the least.)
I do have very high stress tolerance and am more or less incapable of feeling fear - which certainly does affect how I personally perceive things. I am, however, also an empath, or something fairly close to it - that entire sensing how people feel, even if I might not necessarily be able to relate to why they feel like that.
But ... yeah. I simply cannot believe it would be possible for me to ever go insane from witnessing something, no matter what it is. (I've admittedly occasionally joked that being mildly deranged is a prerequisite of going into my main field, but that's beside the point.) Protective instincts and inability to feel fear combined, I'd just do something utterly stupid from self-preservation standpoint (and past has proven that I actually will, too). And feel guilt afterwards if I couldn't stop something from happening.
(In a sense, I'd even say that in some instances, actually seeing things for yourself can bring a sense of closure and peace of mind. With death of someone you cared about especially... Or being there and at least trying to do something, if something something futile, as opposed to just being somewhere else and not knowing a thing.)
But ... yeah. I simply cannot believe it would be possible for me to ever go insane from witnessing something, no matter what it is. (I've admittedly occasionally joked that being mildly deranged is a prerequisite of going into my main field, but that's beside the point.) Protective instincts and inability to feel fear combined, I'd just do something utterly stupid from self-preservation standpoint (and past has proven that I actually will, too). And feel guilt afterwards if I couldn't stop something from happening.
(In a sense, I'd even say that in some instances, actually seeing things for yourself can bring a sense of closure and peace of mind. With death of someone you cared about especially... Or being there and at least trying to do something, if something something futile, as opposed to just being somewhere else and not knowing a thing.)
When Mahz returns.
Otherwise members can feel free to contribute.
Otherwise members can feel free to contribute.
I've always found the notion of the *sight* of something driving someone insane curious (as it is one that is fairly hard for me to connect to, to the point where it feels impossible despite me reading accounts of it supposedly happening ... although you could also argue that it was something else that induced the PTSD). I wonder how much something like this relates to the (in)ability to feel fear?
- From the category of Shien's random thoughts.
I assume @Laue would be posting in our arc (before I go again), too?
- From the category of Shien's random thoughts.
I assume @Laue would be posting in our arc (before I go again), too?
Like, instead of being able to downvote somebody for being unreliable, you could maybe upvote people who are?Which still just results in friends upvoting friends (as tends to be the case with many voting systems) and people who just tend to stick with one active RP at a time being "non-upvoted" despite consistently sticking with a RP for as long as it is at least somewhat alive. I, for instance, have a fair number of posts on NewGuild, but have only been in two RPs which got to the point of having an IC (one of which predates NewGuild by several years).
I'll also note that there are always people who become reputation-hoarders and people who just don't give a damn about voting or being voted. There is a reason why I heavily advocated making the likeboards invisible to others.
In conclusion: no support. If you want to know whether someone is reliable, take a look at the member's posting history.
Damn, Ashgan. Since you are somewhat passive presence to begin with I quite did not suspect something might have happened to you (not yet, anyway ... though I'd probably have tried to track you down once I realized you've been a bit *too* quiet for a bit *too* long). I hope whatever it was is gone for good now...
...Just some time ago, I was actually wondering whether I should gather phone numbers and contacts from/for at least a few people I know over the net just to have some alternative means of reaching them, and if that doesn't work, either, to be able to reach someone who knows them in real life just so I'd have some means of getting to know what happened or is going on should they suddenly disappear off the face of the net entirely and no longer respond to even e-mails. I'd hopefully never need such contacts, and I am not going to use them unless I have to, but at least those would be there.
- Note that as soon as someone informs me that they do not wish any further contact, I will leave them alone for good... At least letting people know that you're breaking contact rather than just disappearing without any sort of closure and leaving people wondering whatever they did wrong or what happened is also something I consider minimal human courtesy.
(As for why I was having such thoughts ... a person over the net's online friend was taken to hospital in a serious condition recently, and I've been following the progress of things since... And relatedly I realized that there are people I care about to significant extent who could just disappear at one point if anything happened to them, but for me making a dedicated and slightly dubiously legal effort to track them down.)
So yeah. As for me, I'm still sort-of intending to finish our collab-post-thing with the aid of others, just been a bit preoccupied and also somewhat foggy and demotivated. (May be weather, may be something else. Not ill, though, nor physically tired - just thinking doesn't work too well. Feels like Spain.)
...Just some time ago, I was actually wondering whether I should gather phone numbers and contacts from/for at least a few people I know over the net just to have some alternative means of reaching them, and if that doesn't work, either, to be able to reach someone who knows them in real life just so I'd have some means of getting to know what happened or is going on should they suddenly disappear off the face of the net entirely and no longer respond to even e-mails. I'd hopefully never need such contacts, and I am not going to use them unless I have to, but at least those would be there.
- Note that as soon as someone informs me that they do not wish any further contact, I will leave them alone for good... At least letting people know that you're breaking contact rather than just disappearing without any sort of closure and leaving people wondering whatever they did wrong or what happened is also something I consider minimal human courtesy.
(As for why I was having such thoughts ... a person over the net's online friend was taken to hospital in a serious condition recently, and I've been following the progress of things since... And relatedly I realized that there are people I care about to significant extent who could just disappear at one point if anything happened to them, but for me making a dedicated and slightly dubiously legal effort to track them down.)
So yeah. As for me, I'm still sort-of intending to finish our collab-post-thing with the aid of others, just been a bit preoccupied and also somewhat foggy and demotivated. (May be weather, may be something else. Not ill, though, nor physically tired - just thinking doesn't work too well. Feels like Spain.)
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